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*Fate breezes into the bar as breezily as a smug being like Fate can breeze. Which is to say that he blows through the door in the form of an unusually cold gust of wind before solidifying into a seated figure at the bar, not that he enters cheerily and casually. After all, that is much harder.*

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*Fate smirks knowingly in his direction and gives Ranma an approving nod. Coincidence is for . . .

The other.*